Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Eleven stepped forward and jumped onto the sofa.

Christy touched its head and asked, “Do you have videos about small Trevor? I want to see his memory when he was very young…”

Eleven stood still, eyes sweeping across the wall and shooting out a scene with a beam of light.

It was when Trevor was younger. He hid in a corner and was found by the adults. There were sounds noisy and messy. Many people were calling him, some laughing and some greeting.

The scene changed. It was another dark corner where Trevor curled up, motionless. The world in his eyes was black, so was Christy.

At the same time. In the Peck’s.

Arabella climbed up the stairs to the garret where she walked around and took out a glass bottle containing a rose. She then walked to the warehouse where she used to store childhood toys.

Servants helped her look for old things. Some of them were covered in heavy dust. The servants took them out and clean them. Arabella suddenly saw a little robot made by Trevor, which was probably replaced by eleven.

“Wipe that.” Arabella pointed at the little robot.

The servants quickly wiped the little robot. Someone accidentally pressed something, and the little robot sparked a flash of light, casting an image.

The servants looked at each other in dismay and thought that Mr. Trevor was controlling the little robot. They shouted, “Mr. Trevor?”

Arabella looked at the scene projected and felt familiar. She said to the servant, “Stop talking. Everyone stands back.”

The servants quickly stood back.

Hearing that Arabella was looking for childhood toys, her parents also rushed over. When they arrived at the door, a scene was just cast on the wall. The little robot stood there coldly, casting the scene from its gray gemstone eyes.

“What is this?” Rachel had never seen the scene before and was stunned.

Peck asked. An old vat, about the width of two people and the height of one person, which was used for watering flowers more

hiding behind

no memory of that, and asked in shock, “Was

with her. Was he playing

such memory. She stared

four years old, was squatting quietly behind the water tank. His small hands grasped the water tank. He peeked out

to choose a successor. It is probably Mr. Trevor. He has

by the hostess. I think it should be

than Miss Arabella. Didn’t you find that? Mr. Trevor is three times faster than Miss Arabella in counting

Pecks wouldn’t allow two heirs to compete for inheritance before. If there were twins, they would strangle

Miss Arabella

that

times, the prince killed the king for the throne. The

up and water

“Alright!”

away, Trevor, who was hiding behind the

hands and shouted, “I found you! I am your sister!

looking for a chance to persuade Trevor to call her sister.

wouldn’t call

and covered

before. If there were twins, they would

Mr. Trevor would strangle Miss Arabella if he

I guess that only one of them

“Strangle one of them…”

of them

“Strangle…”